Explore Quotes by Bram Stoker

He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.

Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.

Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass, a wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.

He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.

But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?

Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.

My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.

It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.

Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.

She has man's brain--a brain that a man should have were he much gifted--and woman's heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.

I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.

There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.

Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.

It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play. Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall -- all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.

Truly there is no such thing as finality.

I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.

She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.